So one day at dinner we were all talking about it and it turned out that my stepbrother and my stepdad and my mom, all of us, had this totally spooky feeling about the living room at night, specifically this armchair in the corner.

So then we all started talking about it and we decided like collectively we all kind of felt like it was this man in the corner. My mom decided he had a hat on so we'd all call him like the man with the hat and he was like sitting in this chair in the corner always.

Anyways, like a year or so past I was always running past the living room in this time and then my stepdad died.

Like the first time that I went out at night after he died, I came in and I was about to run through the living room because it was the habit, but the energy had totally changed and I could feel my stepdad was sitting on the couch chilling and I was never scared again.

So that was it. I never saw anything move or any shadows or cold chills or anything like that, but all of us collectively felt like it was super creepy. And then it was gone.

So one night, me and my brother at 3am decided to put my phone out in the hallway and let it audio record.

So we did that for like five minutes and after that went by, we brought my phone back in and just did our thing like use the bathroom, get a snack. And it was already like 3.30 by then, so we finally started listening to it.

And of course we heard a couple little things. We weren't too scared because we thought it was like pretty sick because we were really into Sam and Colby at the time and Yeah, so that's where we got inspired from Sam and Colby.

So towards the end of the audio, we hear a man scream. And I just want to clarify that it was dead silent in my house. No TVs were on, my parents were asleep, it was just me and my brother. Air conditioners off, it was just us two.

And the closest that I could explain how that scream sounded like was that scene in Insidious when he's walking back and forth in front of the window and then he's all of a sudden inside and he looks at the wife and just like he yells at her.

And after that, I could not sleep by myself, I could not shower by myself. I slept in my dad's room and I showered with the door wide open. And I would sometimes ask my mom or my brother to be in there with me.

It was definitely really fucking traumatizing. Um, and I have a few other stories too, but I'm already talking too much.